My Missed Connection
One of my favorite sites on the intertoobs is the Craigslist Missed Connections. For those who have no clue what this is, the missed connection site is where people can go if they feel like they missed meeting somebody that they stumble across in their daily life. Most people are quite content going about their daily life in ‘ant mode’, you know: go here, work there, eat here, sleep there… ad infinitium. Most everybody you encounter in the world is probably in some state of zombification, and I mean that is a natural response to the bigness and anonymity of the world.
However, there are some of us who are insatiable romantics. I’ll make a confession- I am totally obsessed with the missed connection section, precisely because it offers a snapshot into the quiet personal lives of our fellow citizens. The intimacy of having complete strangers share their inner monologues is something I am fascinated with. Maybe it is a vulgar glorification of the mundane, or an eventuality of Warhol’s 15 minutes, but it’s the genuine emotional content that I can’t ever get enough of. The potential that you, through your daily interactions in ‘ant mode’, will prompt enough response from complete strangers to expose their deepest desires on a public forum, it’s just painfully romantic.
I like the idea of an eventual cinematic release of a completely average persons life. The type of person that contributes to society in a minimal way, pays their taxes, makes good spaghetti, but has all the emotional depth of the most complicated literary figures completely concealed… that is the kind of story I like the most. And I feel like the missed connection page reads like those moments in a story that separate the boring trivialities (perhaps from an overly drawn out exposition) from the adventures. The best part about the whole thing is that most of these posts are from real people longing for their mundane lives to have that spark of adventure.
Maybe its pointlessly naive, but I still check the missed connection page everyday.
The funny thing is, I think I finally got one!
About a week ago, I was walking down Sherbrooke; it was damp and I was wearing my trenchcoat, belted. I passed you walking toward me along the black fence that surrounds McGill’s campus; you were wearing a trenchcoat, too; the same kind as mine. You were slim, had very nice features and dark hair, and I think you were wearing a nice shirt and a waistcoat underneath your coat. We exchanged a brief look as we passed, crossing the street (near the busstop, on Rue University…I think), a look that seemed to me to be at least a little meaningful, but we were both in a hurry and going in opposite directions.
Aside of the trenchcoat, perhaps you’ll remember me better if I say I had long, very blonde, very curly hair with dark roots, am quite skinny but broad-shouldered and curvy, 5’7″, high cheekbones. I was probably smirking a little; I do that. I think you were, too. I am a McGill student on hiatus; perhaps you are a student there as well.
On the off chance that this message reaches you, and that we both speak the same language, drop me a line! Maybe we could get together for coffee or a pint or even just a walk and see if we have anything else in common.
I think I remember you, even though I was in a mad rush. What I do remember is that surprise and delight at seeing someone else (finally) rocking a mad trench coat– you actually made my day. Your face, however, is blurred with my distraction and memory, which is something I feel we need to remedy. I’d love a walk through this dreary rain, or maybe a nice warm conversation with some coffee to see what else we share, besides a taste for esoteric outerwear.
Long story short: It was me, and yes, we did get together for a coffee at a greasy-spoon diner. We chatted for 3 hours about dreams, Lovecraftian mythology and all manner of nonsense like we were old friends. We parted ways on a good note, but ironically for us, the potential for a relationships ended when we kept missing each others connections… For the future, remember to specify both cross-streets when specifying a chain-joint to meet…